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I wish I had something better to say.. surgery #3 was my supposed to be my last. Unfortunately, that is no longer the case.
Saturday I was rushed to the hospital yet again, as I was expirencing pain I cannot even put into words. As I feared, surgery #3 was unsuccessful. From there, I underwent emergency surgery #4 and it was excruciating. Most of the hardware in my leg that held me together had to be removed and swapped with some temporary antibiotic cement. (key word- temporary) I have been opened and closed so many times, what skin and muscle I had left, had been damaged beyond repair. This cause is likely from being left in the muddy mississippi for as long as I was the day I was hit. That nastiness finally decided to surface. Unfortunately, it waited until I was on my last lap of this dejected race.
Today I will be undergoing surgery #5. Skin from my thigh and muscle from my calf will be cut and placed over my wound to promote the healing that I desperately need.
It’s so heartbreaking to share this news. Surgery #3 was supposed to be my closing chapter, but instead it opened a whole new book. I wanted nothing more than to put this behind me.. but unfortunately that is not my reality anymore. I am starting over. The actual blood, sweat and tears I poured into my recovery is gone. Once again, I can no longer use my leg. I will be not only in bed for months to come, but in pain as well. My story is so far from finished. I almost can’t even believe it as I type it. Thank you to all of those who have followed and supported me through my journey. I can’t do much but share my words and try to explain what a miserable, heart wrenching experience this has been not only for me- but my surrounding family and friends as well. That being said, I couldn’t do this without the love and support I’ve been blessed with. I lost my shot at being able to hide the scars and the horrid memories attached to them. I pray down the line I may be able to find a plastic surgeon who can help me hide my painful past and allow me to move forward. In all this negativity, the light is dim, maybe even bleak- but it is in fact there. My silver lining is I have an opportunity to work my ass off (again) to get back the progress I quite literally fought for. This time around I’m just a bit more experienced. I could lie and say that makes it easier, but it doesn’t. For those who were praying for me, I need it now more than ever. Those who know me, know I hate to ask for absolutely anything.. but I am asking that you please continue those prayers and/or sending me that good healing energy vibes y’all got. I wish this could’ve been a more positive- and shorter status. I have more mountains to climb, but as always I’m sure I’ll have a story to share. Thank you all for the love and kindness. I couldn’t have come this far without it. I’m headed to surgery soon. Until next time friends..❣️
Saturday I was rushed to the hospital yet again, as I was expirencing pain I cannot even put into words. As I feared, surgery #3 was unsuccessful. From there, I underwent emergency surgery #4 and it was excruciating. Most of the hardware in my leg that held me together had to be removed and swapped with some temporary antibiotic cement. (key word- temporary) I have been opened and closed so many times, what skin and muscle I had left, had been damaged beyond repair. This cause is likely from being left in the muddy mississippi for as long as I was the day I was hit. That nastiness finally decided to surface. Unfortunately, it waited until I was on my last lap of this dejected race.
Today I will be undergoing surgery #5. Skin from my thigh and muscle from my calf will be cut and placed over my wound to promote the healing that I desperately need.
It’s so heartbreaking to share this news. Surgery #3 was supposed to be my closing chapter, but instead it opened a whole new book. I wanted nothing more than to put this behind me.. but unfortunately that is not my reality anymore. I am starting over. The actual blood, sweat and tears I poured into my recovery is gone. Once again, I can no longer use my leg. I will be not only in bed for months to come, but in pain as well. My story is so far from finished. I almost can’t even believe it as I type it. Thank you to all of those who have followed and supported me through my journey. I can’t do much but share my words and try to explain what a miserable, heart wrenching experience this has been not only for me- but my surrounding family and friends as well. That being said, I couldn’t do this without the love and support I’ve been blessed with. I lost my shot at being able to hide the scars and the horrid memories attached to them. I pray down the line I may be able to find a plastic surgeon who can help me hide my painful past and allow me to move forward. In all this negativity, the light is dim, maybe even bleak- but it is in fact there. My silver lining is I have an opportunity to work my ass off (again) to get back the progress I quite literally fought for. This time around I’m just a bit more experienced. I could lie and say that makes it easier, but it doesn’t. For those who were praying for me, I need it now more than ever. Those who know me, know I hate to ask for absolutely anything.. but I am asking that you please continue those prayers and/or sending me that good healing energy vibes y’all got. I wish this could’ve been a more positive- and shorter status. I have more mountains to climb, but as always I’m sure I’ll have a story to share. Thank you all for the love and kindness. I couldn’t have come this far without it. I’m headed to surgery soon. Until next time friends..❣️
Organizzatore e beneficiario
Ryan Schulz
Organizzatore
Olivette, MO
Nicole Baker
Beneficiario